Dick: Family meeting. Family meeting! Okay, can any of you come up with a reasonable scenario in which throwing out a piece of mail would result in having your ribs broken by a floor waxer?
Harry: Absolutely. The guy who was waxing the floor thought you were throwing out his paycheck.
Dick: No. The guy with the waxer knew nothing about it.
Tommy: Well, why were you throwing out his paycheck?
Dick: No. There was no paycheck.
Sally: No paycheck? Well, no wonder the waxer dude went psycho on you.
Dick: No! No, no! It's called a chain letter. It's just a random, meaningless piece of mail, but Nina seems to think that throwing it away can cause bad luck.
Tommy: Oh, please. That's stupid. There's like a billion-to-one chance that those two things are at all related.
Dick: Thank you.
Sally: Yeah, just like there's a billion-to-one chance that aliens from a distant galaxy would actually visit... this crappy little planet.